When I first started training my dog, I would say, “Good boy!” and give him a treat when he did what I asked him to do. I eventually realized that he didn’t care about the treat at all. All he cared about was hearing “good boy” from his mom. He does whatever he thinks I … More “Good girl!”
A busy day in rescue often means that you are smelly and tired when you finally get to go home. It means driving long hours, cleaning dirty crates, and loading puppy after scared puppy onto a van. It’s going to the pound and giving at least some of the dogs more time and a second … More A Busy Day in Rescue
The day after tragedy struck our community, one of my coworkers made a comment about how lucky we are that we work with animals, especially in times like these. There is no therapy quite as healing as lending a helping hand to a four legged friend in need of love. Somedays (most days) the … More Therapy of Helping
I was talking to a lady that works in rescue with us the other day about what it must be like to be a dog. To have someone decide everything for you – when you eat, where you live, how your hair is cut, etc. – and to have to trust someone else to know … More Looking at God Like my Dogs Look at Me.